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Christine Willoughby was twenty-five and a nurse. She was of an athletic toned physique; her breasts were of a divine medium size, firm, soft, and oh so natural. Her arse was full and firm, a perfect bubble butt while being small. She was a beauty, the sort that only turns up once in a generation. Her features were so soft and perfect they had to have been sculpted by the Gods themselves....Read On

Ever since Penny saw Laura all she could think about was Laura's body on her own.

When Penny moved into her apartment three years ago it was because she fell in love with the way it seemed to combine the cozy vintage feel with the crisp edges of modern design. The rent was a little higher than what she had originally wanted to pay but once she viewed the space she couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. The open floor plan made the kitchen and living room area feel large...Read On

It was the summer break of my second year at college. Most of my friends had left for sunny beaches to party it up, but I had stayed behind, looking for digs. I came out of a relationship with a boyfriend who had cheated on me, though he repeatedly told me that it had been a drunken fling and that I should get over it. Well, I didn't and I packed my bags. Problem was that I had given up...Read On

New Year's Eve was always something I looked forward to with mixed feelings, as I felt obligated to be social while everyone else got increasingly drunk. Neither the former, nor the latter appealed to me very much, and so I had turned the end of the year into something relaxed and quiet for me and my loved ones, ever since I was living alone. 2016 was no exception. Novella and myself had a...Read On

Melissa woke slowly, she felt the body heat of another, stronger than Desire's heat, with which she was familiar with. The heat of another body, a hotness of flesh not human, but divine. As her head cleared of the dreams and visions her sleep brought her. A scent began to fill her nostrils, the scent of Kyphi, the most precious and rare scent of the ancient world, sacred to the...Read On

CHAPTER II Summer had come and gone. The city was slowly beginning to apply its autumn make up, tinting parks and gardens in all possible shades of yellow and russet. Alice loved that time of year with its symphony of colors and wasn't in a hurry to see it replaced by the white shawl that would unavoidably cover New York in a couple of months, turning cars into cartoon vehicles and...Read On

CHAPTER I Cloudy Friday. The sky was so dark that it seemed to be mourning and the meagre daylight didn't quite reach the window of the small office. Alice looked at the clock on the opposite wall. 4:30 p.m. She suddenly realized that she had been reading and rereading the same page over and over again for the last thirty minutes without understanding a single sentence. It was quite...Read On

I think everyone will agree; buying a bra is the worst! Well, not everyone, but at least everyone who’s ever tried to buy a bra. They come in hundreds of sizes and styles, and none of them ever fit. Even if they’re labeled the same, they’re never even close to the same size. And nobody makes one my size. Last week, I went after work to try to buy a bra. I went to one of the national...Read On

Mary's never had lesbian sex before. Rachel is looking to change that.

Mary had had a long, tiring week at work. So, when her friends asked her to go out to a bar with them, she was hesitant, but somehow they dragged her along anyway. Eventually, it was only her and her best friend, Sarah who were left. Sarah had been eyeing a guy for the past half hour, and though Mary didn't get how she always seemed to want to go home with a man, she could tell the only...Read On

'Stop looking at the clock,' I tell myself. The day crawls, the minutes creep by so slowly. I long not to be here, willing the five o'clock rush for the door. The office is quiet, the weekend beckons. I look at my phone, re-reading your message. "Meeting cancelled. Will be home when you get here xx." I knew you will be asleep, You always seem to be sleeping. Well, when you aren't working,...Read On

Each touch was like a erotic fire, and Callie felt like she couldn't stand it.

Callie left her home and went to visit her friend Lucy. She was delighted to update her about her boyfriend Lance, and their plans to wed soon. Lucy was happier about it than Callie had expected her to be. “So did you finally fuck him?” Lucy asked, being outspoken as always. “Yea, and it was incredible! So tender, so loving. I had the best orgasm ever!” “Good for you. I hope you stay...Read On

I sat on the balcony of my hotel and gazed out to the beach below. There was no doubt about it, the resort and especially the hotel was absolutely beautiful. The light blue water of the Indian ocean lapped gently at the golden sands of the resort's own private beach, "Good morning, Miss Jane." I turned and smiled at Mai, a pretty little Polynesian girl staying in the next apartment with...Read On

The Dean finishes off the slutty student she caught masturbating in the library.

This is the final part of the 'In the Library' trilogy “Stand up you little trollop.” With a groan, Cathy pushed herself off her knees. It seemed like a lifetime ago yet it had not even been an hour since the Dean had caught her masturbating in the university library. Now as she got slightly unsteadily to her feet, her face smeared with the Dean’s juices after being ordered to use her...Read On

"KISTIN!" "OFFICE!" "NOW!" Coach Jones' voice echoes through the locker room over the hiss of the showers and the staccato chatter. "Ah fuck, what now?" I grind out to myself as I gather up soggy towels and slap empty lockers shut, threading my way between girls in all sorts of undress, trying not to stare, but making mental notes of hickies, tats, and telling glances. I am coach's gofer....Read On

Flora’s parents had left for the weekend, leaving herself and Ellie alone for a few days to enjoy themselves at their house in the Hamptons. The sun was going down and the girls had only been together for a few hours but were already getting relaxed in Flo’s bedroom after a brisk swim in the pool. As always, the two girls, who were obsessed with modelling, had started performing on...Read On

It is a quiet night, but for the wind. The Santa Anas' have begun blowing, fanning the inevitable brush fires, leaving the air scented with smoke and desert sage. The last glow of sunlight is fading away and the half moon is already bright in its rising arc. In the broad alley, an elegant Asian woman is enjoying a leisurely evening stroll, her dogs leading the way. She would normally...Read On

When I walked in the flat was dark. Libby had given me a key and I’d hoped to find her home. I walked straight through into the kitchen, opened the fridge and poured myself a glass of white wine. I carried it through into the sitting room and turned on the low lights. “You took your time.” I nearly jumped out of my skin. Libby was sitting in a deeply upholstered armchair, her short hair...Read On

I excitedly put the rest of the white wine in the ice bucket on the table next to the cheese tray. I am hosting a few girls for appetizers and wine, and as a mother of two, I rarely get to entertain or spend time with my friends like this. “Okay honey, we are leaving,” Todd kisses me on the head as he grabs a water bottle and heads out the door. “Where are…” I start. “They’re in the...Read On

"FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" The words bang out, followed by a locker door slamming shut, the metallic bang echoing in the large concrete locker room. Coach is off to a staff meeting, so it's only me and whoever is having a fit about eight aisles down. Channeling my inner Adams, I gather up a handful of towels and make my way to the eruption. I find her in the aisle just before Varsity...Read On

It all started as a silly joke. My girlfriend Jennifer and I had been invited to a hen weekend for a friend from work. Someone in the group decided to organise surprise gifts, everyone was to buy something suitably smutty and sexual to be presented to the bride to be during the evening. Jen informed me of a new sex store that had just opened in the next town, and we decided to go and...Read On

In the last episode, I suggested I wasn’t totally without morals. Well, I lied, I do have morals, but they can, at best, be described as loose. My new customers, Jenn and her husband Roy, had clearly led me astray. But as you will have read in the last story, it was the business meeting to end all business meetings. Jenn and I had worked closely together, with Roy just putting his oar in...Read On

When I helped out a local bordello, I earned the whores' gratitude along with a double penetration.

In my current job, I spend a lot of time visiting the social fringes and taking care of other people's problems, making sure that by and large, things are going well in society. It's not the most fascinating job in the world, but at least it lets me be my own boss. I get to go out and meet actual people that way and I feel that I'm actually doing something good, however small that might...Read On

Janice had been watching the lady at the bar for what seemed like hours. In reality, it was probably only ten minutes. Ten minutes of intense observation in which nothing went unnoticed. She turned her head only slightly to watch the doorman, standing at the entrance of the hotel in his top hat and tails, opening the fingerprint-free, floor to ceiling glass door for the wealthy couple...Read On

My wife’s advertising firm typically has a couple college interns work with them during the summer months. This year she had a young gal from the Midwest in her marketing group. She was eager to learn and seemed to really enjoy the mentoring relationship with my wife Michelle. During a conversation one day while out to lunch, as they were discussing college life, social activities, dating...Read On

Laurie receives a message from her Mistress to prepare for a night out

Laurie pushed open the entrance door to her apartment complex, pausing to admire her new haircut in the polished glass. Her straight blonde hair falling down past her shoulders. She looked the typical student in jumper and jeans and carrying a backpack but lately, Laurie’s mind had been on anything but studying. As she headed towards the lift, the concierge attracted her attention. ...Read On

"Oh, my gosh, I was so nervous," Nikki thought as she paced the suite. "I have not seen Vikki since just after high school, a little over ten years ago." This weekend was our tenth-anniversary reunion. I waited in the suite we would share while at the celebration. I hoped Vikki liked everything. I moved the flowers I brought to the center of the table. I rubbed my hands on my wool slacks...Read On

Gringo Chica volunteers at a Mexican coffee farm and is seduced by her lady boss...

If you think the Megabus is bad, you should try taking the bus from Oaxaca into Chiapas, south-east Mexico. Twelve hours of trying not to vomit in the blistering oppressive heat. When the shaking and rolling finally stopped, I staggered away from the road and lay in the undergrowth for a while, enjoying the stillness. According to the map I still had to trek down into the valley where I...Read On

I promptly come up with an excuse that I've left my phone in the car....

As we're sitting together alone, we both know exactly what the other wants, and how to get each other there; however, anticipation is always the best! So, I'll hold off on reaching out to grab you. For now, I'm watching you, but my mind tends to trail off. I'm trying to keep the conversation flowing, but it's hard. I can't help but watch the way you move as you pull back your hair. I watch...Read On

Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire...Read On

I awoke early that morning. It was a warm day and my nipples seemed to jut out and be extra sensitive. I gently caressed my small breasts, enjoying the sensation I was giving myself. As a seventeen-year-old, my breasts were not fully developed but I loved them. They were small and soft, and I loved touching them. I climbed out of bed and walked down the hall to the bathroom and ran the bath....Read On